| The Eiffel tower built to smaller scale
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| The freshest oxygen I’d ever inhale
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| I tapped a bottle against a safety rail, killing time
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| And you were like a walking compliment
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| Tall in stature and exceptionally read
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| In dummy glasses and a cardigan, oh, come on
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| And oh-so-empty were the faces
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| Of the dealers and the waitresses around
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| You said that all these things you’ve learned to ignore
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| The hidden cameras on the casino floor
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| And what gets paid for behind hotel doors, oh, come on
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| You pretend every slot machine
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| Is a robot amputee waving hello
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| The people stare into their eyes
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| And they feed them little bribes and then they go
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| The never-ending twilight
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| In a basement where the sun has never spilt
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| You said that you were lonely
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| And then we kissed like lonely people do
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| You said the city has a beating heart
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| That pushes people down the boulevard
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| And they’re all hoping for a wish fulfilled
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| In a desert for a dollar bill
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| Those foolish dreams, you know they plague me still, oh, come on
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| And oh-so-empty were the faces
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| Of the dealers and the waitresses around
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| And oh-so-empty were the faces
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| Of the dealers and the waitresses around
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| They’re empty |